My Passive Skills Are Invincible
Chapter 136

“Do you say that if I cut those spines, I will instead be expelled?”

Mike asked with a bit of surprise.

“That's right,” the old man smiled.

Mike couldn't help but look at Stone. They both saw shock in each other's eyes.

Mike never thought that the decision he made to keep his friend's emotions in check would really help him.

If it wasn't for Stone, he would have missed the opportunity for an apprentice.

“Power is never a tool for killing. Instead, strength is a shield to protect.”

The old man said slowly.

Hearing this, Mike's eyes sparkled as he recalled the words on the sheepskin roll.

“Sometimes war is for peace, but also eliminate peace.”

“Power never existed for the sake of killing.”

“Protection is always stronger than looting.”

“Learn all the weapons in the world so that there are no more weapons in the world.”

This is definitely the best lead.

Mike closed his eyes gently and took a deep breath.

The old man simply looked at him with a smile and let Mike understand the words on the sheepskin roll.

After a long time, Mike opened his eyes again.

“Can I know your name is..”

The old man smiled and a sharp light appeared in his eyes.

“My name is…

“Kordordontimus!”

At this moment, the entire world seemed to have calmed down.

Everything paled in comparison to the old man.

Mike was surprised.

He has been playing Second World for 30 years and lived for over 40 years. He had never seen anyone with a temperament like Cordontimus.

It was as if ..he was a god!

The old man looked at Mike and smiled.

“Is your name God Killer?

“You want to kill a god? Pulling.”

Mike said nothing. This ID was just something he casually chose. At first, he did not think that he would become so strong. Killing a god is just a joke.

However, Cordordantimus did not think about it.

He looked at Mike and asked,

“Did you come here to learn how to use weapons?”

“It's true.” Mike bowed again.

He had never so admired someone, even if that person was merely an NPC.

Cordontimus asked again,

“Why did you learn how to use a weapon?

“Money? Power? Kill?”

Mike was silent for a moment.

“Money, power, and murder. If that's the reason, I can do it with my current strength.

“I came to you to become stronger.”

Mike is telling the truth.

Whether it was a gold coin in the Second World or a federation coin in the real world, he could easily obtain one.

As for strength, he was already a Commander in the City of Light.

If he wanted to, he could even directly exterminate the Evil God Cult and become a baron in Victory City.

Or he could continue serving the Evil God Sect and get promoted.

For him, it was very easy to get whatever he wanted.

He came here only to become stronger.

If he really wants to talk about his goals…

Perhaps the ID he set as a joke was his subconscious goal.

After all, before the great war within ten years, he would have to gain enough power to slaughter the gods to avoid the fate of the real world being destroyed.

Power is always the most important thing.

Cordontimus knows that Mike isn't lying.

He frowned slightly and asked,

Mike nodded, took out a roll of sheepskin from his system backpack, and respectfully handed it over.

Cordordantimus took the sheepskin scroll, looked at it, and nodded.

“That's right, this is indeed my handwriting.”

Mike is a little relaxed.

Ever since Cordontimus said so, it seemed like he had approved this class change certificate.

However, at the next moment, something unexpected happened.

Cordontimus completely tore the sheepskin scroll in half on the spot and threw the scroll into the air.

A gust of wind blew, and the sheepskin scroll that had split into two was thrown far away and fell into the valley.

Mike was stunned on the spot. He had no idea what Cordontimus' actions meant.

However, Cordontimus smiled and asked,

“Now? Where's your sheepskin roll?”

Mike pointed to the valley and said,

“You threw it away.”

“No, I didn't throw it.” Cordontimus kept smiling.

This time, Mike nodded.

“Have you forgotten? You did throw a roll of sheepskin down, and it split in half ..”

“Do you have any proof?” the smile on Cordontimus' face grew stronger, and there was even a hint of cunning.

This time, Mike's expression became dumbfounded.

He never thought that an NPC would do such a thing.

While Mike was dumbfounded, Cordontimus asked, saying,

“If you faced such a thing, what would you do?”

Only then did Mike regain consciousness.

Cordontimus seemed to be doing this because he wanted to ask this question.

Or rather, he wanted to hear Mike's answer.

Mike thought for a moment and answered honestly,

“I might kill this guy.”

When Cordontimus heard this answer, he burst into laughter.

A moment later, he asked back,

“If your strength is lower than the other party, or rather, you are just an ordinary person, then what should you do?”

Mike opened his mouth but said nothing.

Indeed indeed.

The reason why he was able to settle scores in this life was entirely due to the skill and strength of his SSS class talent.

In his previous life, he had faced many situations like this.

There are many times in this world where things are unfair.

He knows this more than anyone.

After activating his D-grade talent, he could not compare to anyone else in any aspect. He could only live in the most exhausting, weakest, and most aggrieved manner.

What would he do in his previous life after experiencing such a thing?

He would just swallow his anger and continue living.

Because without strength, he could only be bullied.

He sighed and said,

“Mr Kordontimus, I don't know.. I want to hear your answer.”.

Stone, who had been silent all this time, also stared at Cordontimus.

Those, who were simple-minded, also did not know the answer to this question.

If his strength was weak, but had been subjected to such unfair treatment, what should he do?

Facing the gaze of the man and the tree, Cordontimus smiled and asked,

“If you have no power, you can increase your strength.

“Simple it.”

Mike was a little surprised and asked in confusion,

“Then what? After you gained strength, did you kill the other party?”

“No.” Cordontimus shook his head.

“After you get the power, you can choose to be an unfair person to others.

“But you can also be the one to eliminate all injustice.

“For that's the power!”